Challenge: chick sexing
Word Count: 100
“Snape! Oi! What are you doing to those chicks?” The shift supervisor had a voice that could cut through sheet steel, and the bulk to go with it. Now she stomped over, mask flopping over her impressive bosom, to give Severus what she called “a talking to” and what he thought of as “her daily dose of blame.” “You're supposed to sex them!”
“Which is what I'm doing.” Severus expertly picked up a chick, squeezed out enough material to determine it was a hen, and scraped the defecant into a test tube before putting it down. “Your point?”